Seeding
Future Artists
You should always respect what you are and your culture because if your art is going to mean anything, that is where it comes from.
Romare Bearden
This Spring, join us in introducing six new stories from Seeds students and Alumni who detail captivating narratives of their art, influence, personal life, and more. For our Seedlings, art functions as a tool to better express themselves and delve into a space where they can get lost and produce work that creates a sense of pride.
Discover artists like Adrian Smith who is inspired by God’s creations and uses his work as a vessel to heal people in a spiritual sense. In contrast, artist Maria Munoz’s hatred for art and the labor, pain, and frustration that comes with producing work is the exact reason why she loves it. These narratives detail the importance of culture and heritage, the power of representation, and struggles with internal demons, and how despite hardships and obstacles art will always be the best tool to combat life’s greatest setbacks.
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Seeds of the League Students and Alumni
Our Stories

Get Off MY Lawn
Adrian Smith
African-American/Black
“He seeks to inspire people with his story and to help heal people in a spiritual way through his artwork– he believes all things are possible.”

My Hatred for Art
Maria Munoz
Dominican
” It sounds absurd, but my hate for art is why I love it. I love the frustration you get when your painting doesn’t turn out the way you hope, being your most demanding critic, constantly striving towards perfection, and trying to be a better artist each day.”

Art as Therapy
Tonyalee Bernard
African-American
“My journey with depression involved a long struggle, most of it undiagnosed and undetected. My recovery was hindered by many internal battles. I was forced to wrestle with the notion that I wasn’t the strong-minded character that I previously believed myself to be,”

Until I Picked up a Pencil
Naya Sukkar
Jordanian
“I fell into a dark hole I thought I could not come out of. No matter what I did I never felt heard, so I decided to pick up a pencil again and draw out the overflowing thoughts in my head. That day I had made a drawing that brought tears to my mother’s eyes.”
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